There is a science, an art.
That splits the mind and body apart

A question raised by dear Socrates.
The father of classical philosophy

A reason, a purpose, the repetitive why
To reveal the truth from alluring lies

An experience of awe, the desire to know
Let the ideas of nous and logos to grow

The study of beauty and love exists internally.
To the find the Divine’s essence within everything


When ignorance is lifted into the light
We’ll understand “the good” shine eternally bright.

But still I cannot fathom the answer for Being.
Because personally it’s all just Greek to me